Tag: Taboo phone sex

Rewarded: Out of the Basement

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Finally, being able to be fucked somewhere other than a cold hard basement floor or tied down there and fucked, was great. I got taken out to eat to a place that had my favorite food there; sushi. I got a dress that was blue and short. It almost showed my ass and barely covered my little nipples. I was given multiple glasses of my favorite liquor and by the time we got to my new home, I was feeling more than tipsy. Daddy took us to our bedroom and let me do a little dance of taking off my clothes for him. I wanted him to see my tight little body and think of the day he took me. The day he saved me. Looking at my little tits and tight bald little pussy, his cock was starting to grow more. It was already semi hard from him seeing all the older men at the restaurant stare at me like I was on the menu tonight. Once I was naked, daddy’s hands and mouth were all over me. He loved licking and sucking and teasing my perky little tits. I had to have his cock in my mouth. I wanted to taste him and make him moan. I wanted to have daddy’s cock deep in my mouth. But he wanted to taste my yummy little pussy too. Nothing like sitting on daddy’s face having my sweet little honey hole ate while I was sucking his cock. Once he was super hard and wet, I got my hands and knees for him. Had my ass in the air so he could have access to both my holes. Just like he likes it. I was slow and gentle at first, almost lovingly. Then he released the beast and started fucking me so rough and hard. I kept cumming over and over on daddy’s cock. Squeezing and milking that big daddy cock. Daddy was moaning so hard. With every pump in my pussy he promised to bury his seed deep inside his girl’s tight little pussy. Daddy grabbed my hips as he was slamming that big fat cock deep in my pussy, pumping his cum in my belly. Daddy and I had just a great day, I hope I show him how grate I was for him.

Snuff Movies Make Me Horny for a Kill

snuff moviesI was watching snuff movies last night and got horny. Not horny for sex. Horny for a kill. The moon was lovely last night. Magical. I drove around looking for the perfect victim. I was in the mood to pierce the flesh of a young girl. I wanted super young, but at that time of night nothing that young would be out alone without parental supervision. I settled for a young teen girl. She was hitchhiking which told me no one was missing her yet. She ran away from home after her parents banned her from seeing a much older boy at school. She told me everything as I drove her to the place where she would die. It was providence. What were the chances that a hot teen slut would be out at the dead of night in my county? I normally do not kill in my own county, but nothing tied me to this girl. She left her folks a running away letter. The police would assume she was long gone or hitched a ride with a bad man. I am an evil bitch, and no one thinks young girls go missing at the hands of a woman, not even the sickest bitch like me. I took her to my cabin in the woods. She screamed her last words there. She begged for her mother, but I told her she left her momma. She was mine now and I was in the mood for violent snuff sex. I sexually mutilated her young teen body. I stabbed her smooth cunt with a sharp knife. The sounds of her screams and the smell of her blood intoxicated me. I fucked her holes the best I could using knives, my fist and beer bottles. I would have preferred it if you were with me. She died. Bled out in my cabin in the woods, alone and scared. I would not have it any other way. Perhaps, the next time I go hunting, you would like to join me?

A Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexI have a kidnapping phone sex fantasy. It comes to me in the form of dream. I keep having it. I am almost convinced it happened and either I was too strung out to remember it correctly or I was drugged. I am jogging along the road in broad daylight, when I see a stranded woman with a flat tire. I go to see if she needs help and a guy comes from around the side of the car, knocks me out and I wake up in my panties in some rustic looking cabin. The couple order me to do different things like dance for them. Their tasks are humiliating but they turn sexual. I have to suck the man’s cock. I have to eat the woman’s old hairy beaver. I have to lick both of their old asses too. It is degrading and humiliating, but that was just their warm-up. They kidnapped me for shits and giggles. They made me their sex slave, but once they got off, they wanted to hurt me. The woman took her man’s beer bottles and fucked both of my holes with them. I had the wide in of a beer bottle in my cunt and the bottle neck of another one up my ass. I was begging for them to stop, but they were high as fuck and enjoying doing weird shit to me. My asshole was bleeding, but the man did not care. He just fucked my ass raw and bareback. He clearly had watched way too much ass rape porn. The woman smacked my face and cut my flesh as he sodomized me into oblivion. I wake up as the guy is about to slit my throat. My pussy is wet. What is wrong with me? I start to think it is all a dream, then I see all the little scar cuts on my body and think this happened. I just do not know when or where.

Taboo Spousal Torture

Taboo Phone SexTaboo phone sex is one of life’s little pleasures, like somebody’s dying breath, or watching the light go out of someone’s eyes, or even the last echoing beat of a heart. You know, the little stuff. Now I greatly enjoy living comfortably, but this economy is so shitty that I have only a few ways that I accomplish that. One of those is by marrying quickly, and killing slowly. There’s nothing that I love more than torturing a spouse to hell. I don’t mean that in a little cutie way, like getting on their nerves. I mean skinning them alive, disemboweling them, leaving them for starving rats to finish off. I literally mean torturing them to hell.

I always pull out their fingernails first, pluck out their hair so their skin is raw. Then, I take my favorite Louisville Slugger, play the xylophone on the rib cage. Oh there screams are music to my sweet sadistic little ears. If I’m still feeling exceptionally twisted, I’ll skin them slower than I normally would, cutting off a pinky here, or a thumb there. And spraying them down and some orange juice, just a gentle acid. The sugar from the orange juice attracts the Flies, the flies lay their maggots on their skinless bodies, burrowing into their flesh.

I wish I could continue telling the story, but unfortunately I have a wet little problem in my princess parts but talking so sadistically has brought to life. Better go masturbate myself, but hopefully it’s you getting me off after a kill next time.

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A Vampire Roleplay Phone Sex Fantasy

roleplay phone sexI love a hot roleplay phone sex call. I enjoy being an age play accomplice, but I am best at being the victim. That is because I am a stupid whore. I have one caller I adore because he mixes my love for vampires with my love for snuff. I have long been fascinated with vampires. They are better than zombies or any other creature. They are hot as fuck. They are horny as fuck and they promise you immortality. My last call was a hot fantasy. One I wish could happen. I was out in the middle of a forest alone in the dark of night. I was snooping for evidence of vampires rumored to be living in a castle nearby. I thought I was being stealth, but I was being dumb. Vampires come out at night looking for food. I should have been snooping in the sunlight. I was startled by a hand on my shoulder and a deep voice telling me I was trespassing. I was immobilized by fear. When I turned around, I saw a handsome man. I was not as scared anymore. That was until I saw his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. I gasped, stumbled backyards and fell to the ground. I was not escaping. As he looked me in the eyes, I felt his spell. I was not going anywhere. He made me a proposition. Well, less a proposition and more a last wish. He would let me have one more orgasm before he killed me. I pleaded to become a vampire. Living dead is better than snuff dead, right? His fingers entered my pussy as his fangs came out, poised over my neck. I tried not to cum, but I am a snuff whore and a vampire slut. I came so hard and at the same time, his sharp fangs pierced my neck. I felt my blood trickling down my neck. As I begged to live with him forever, he drained my blood just enough to turn me. I am now a vampire bride and eager for my next hot fantasy phone sex call.

Evil phone sex slut

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I love when I get the more evil phone sex calls, from callers who really know how to get me off! I have my favorites. My very special, twisted callers who love to torture me and make me cum at the same time. My first call of the evening was from a guy I’ll refer to as Master. Every time he calls, my slut pussy gets so wet thinking about all of the sick and fucked up things I want him to do to me. I have so many sharp knives and spiked toys that I use to mutilate my slutty holes for Master. I slam my pussy down on my studded dildo and rip it open for him so that I can finger my clit with the blood. Right as I’m about to cum, I take a knife and make deep slits in my inner thigh. I rip pieces of my skin off as he force fucks my shit hole. I beg him to end my pathetic life as he shoots his hot cum all over my bloody, destroyed mess of a body. These are the calls that get my panties soaked. I want so bad to meet a guy who isn’t afraid to take me out and end it for me.

Attitude Adjustment

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Daddy fucked my attitude right out of me. I was so mad after I made sure to show him how much I wanted to be here, to be here with him. I sucked his dick good and I mean really good. I made him moan for his girl and made him remember why he kidnapped me to begin with. Daddy loves eating my pussy and making me cum just like I do to him. But for some reason even after proving my worth he kept me down in this basement. Why would you keep me down here if you wanted me to be with you? Why am I still being punished? So, when I brought all this up to him, he had to make sure he gave me a good attitude adjustment. He had to make realize that what he says goes and that if he wanted to keep me down here, he would. He fucked me so hard and rough, fucking my pussy like he hadn’t had it in weeks. I just kept pounding my pussy over and over again. With each scream and moan I let out; he went harder. It hurt but it felt so good and hearing his moans as he stretched out my pussy made me get wetter. Before I knew it, we both were cumming really hard, me all over daddy’s big dick and daddy cumming deep inside of me.

Gangbang Rape Porn in the Suburbs

gangbang rape pornI went to a party Friday night, not excepting a gangbang rape porn. I have two lives. One in the gated communities among middle-class families. I am a soccer mom and a trophy wife to the outer world. Then I have this dark druggy life that takes me to seedy allies where I am used and abused for a fix. I am the junkie you hear about selling her brat to get high because she is so strung out. I have two completely different lives, so I was not excepting my two worlds to collide at a birthday party for another soccer mom. Turns out her husband has a dark side too. He was shocked to see me. I had never met her boy toy husband before. Well, I had met him, just not through her. He is a frequent flyer at this dungeon I party at on the weekends when my husband thinks I am visiting my mom. He has fucked me hundreds of times. Hard, bareback and in the ass like I was his private ass rape porn star. He could not resist fucking me in their bathroom. He likes older women, but not like his wife. She is too pure and sweet for him. He likes his women dirty and nasty like me. He choked me as he fucked my ass in the bathroom. He pounded my back door so hard that my head was hitting the mirror. He left and I tried to clean myself up. Some of his friends came into the bathroom and had their sloppy seconds with me. All the while, my husband and their wives were drinking wine and beer out back. One of the guys gave me some coke and I went straight into gang bang mode. One after another, my ass took a big dick raw. Only me and the guys knew my ass was the real star of that party.

You don’t wanna help me? Guess you’ll die

taboo phone sexI am a strong woman, I don’t take shit from anyone and I rarely ask for help ever so when I do I expect to be helped. Well, there I was with a few of my associates after a satisfying kill session and because they were all men they all just kind of expected me to clean up. Look I love blood, I want to run it into my skin and drink it down and fuck in a puddle of it but when playtime is over I am not the fucking maid. I told the three of them that I needed their help to clean up the mess we all made, that little girl bled a lot after being force fucked by us all. Two of the three of them saw the look on my face and knowing that I am not the bitch to fuck with, they came over to help me wrap the body up so that we could transport it. The third asshole just stood there with a cocky grin on his face and said that he didn’t do women’s work. I’ll admit it, I lost control of my rage when he said that. All I could see was red and all I wanted was to kill him. I jumped on that fucking asshole with my knife in my hand and stabbed him over and over in a rage fueled lust and I didn’t stop until he was quite dead. No one disrespects me like that and lives…

Taboo Phone Sex Whore Gets a Shock

taboo phone sexI thought as a taboo phone sex whore I was shock proof. I went into a BDSM club for the first time since February. My favorite little underground fetish club opened back up. I got a call last night that there was a male patron requesting me. I had no clue it was open again. I put on some slutty clothes and rushed down to have some overdue fun. I was escorted to a private room blindfolded per my patron’s request. He wanted to play a game. He skull fucked me and I was clueless who he was, honestly.  He spoke. The voice was vaguely familiar, but I was not placing it. I did not care. I was just happy to be back in the BDSM game again. After a few hours of skull and ass fucking, he removed my blindfold. I almost puked when I saw my father. I had not seen him in decades. I tried to forget his evil face, but it is permanently etched in my brain. “Hello, dear Cassie,” he seethed. I peed myself. I ran away from home when I was a young teen girl. Never looked back, either. Honestly, I assumed my dad was dead. I have not heard from him. I did change my last name to make it harder to find me. I figured he died or just got himself a new little whore to abuse. I am in my 30s now. That is a few decades too old for dear old dad. He punched me in the face. The blood dripping down my face was lube as he skull fucked me some more. He choked me while his cock was in my throat. Daddy was never small. And even in his late 50’s his dick was just as hard. When I could, I screamed for help. Before security came, daddy was gone out a back exit. Next time, I may not be so lucky. He knows I am alive. He knows my name. He knows the city I live in. It is just a matter of time before I star in a snuff porn for dear old dad. My last one.